Chapter 402： Get up early tomorrow

Xiangjiang, a VIP room in a luxury restaurant.

After clinking glasses, Wolong finally became a little solemn, saying: "Although we have not seen "Yue Nv Sword", from the discussion of some mainland martial arts fans, it is obvious that "Yue Nv Sword" "It's a martial arts novel combined with ancient history. What do you think about this?"

Qingyun nodded, his face also becoming solemn, and said: "Combined with ancient history, if the mainland newcomer named Gu Yong grasps well, then there is no doubt that it will truly open up the situation of a new school of martial arts."

Sima said, "If this is the case, it would be a shame. In the past, Master Liang first proposed the concept of a new school of martial arts, but now he is the first to create a real new school of martial arts work by a mainland martial arts author. This makes me wait for Xiangjiang. Martial arts authors, there is no light on their faces!"

Seeing the dignified atmosphere, Ni Ge suddenly smiled faintly, and said, "Let's wait until we have seen "The Sword of the Yue Girl" before making judgments. Is it so easy to write martial arts novels combined with ancient history? He is a newcomer and yet again. What kind of pen power can I control such works? The reason why the martial arts fans in the Mainland are so excited is mostly because the "Yue Nv Sword" is very strange."

Wolong shook his head and said: "Brother Ni's words are reasonable, but even if "Yue Nv Sword" is not as good as everyone thinks, Gu Yong can think of combining ancient history to create martial arts novels. That alone is enough. Explain the terrible talent."

Qingyun nodded and said: "Brother Wolong is right. Although we now think that combining ancient history to create martial arts novels does not seem to be a big deal. But why in the past few decades, so many martial arts authors have not been able to What do you want? In the final analysis, it's because our thinking has been constrained by an invisible force. Gu Yong, who can break this bondage, should never be underestimated."

Sima looked at the crowd and smiled mysteriously, and said: "Combining ancient history to create martial arts novels is indeed breaking the shackles of martial arts novels. But if this person is a newcomer, then this will be a double-edged sword. It is possible that this novel will become famous in one fell swoop, and it will develop rapidly in the future and eventually become a great master. But it is more likely that because of this idea, the attacked body will be incomplete and will die in a hurry.

Brother Ni's eyes lit up and said, "Brother Sima means that those martial arts masters in the mainland will not allow the newcomer named Gu Yong to grow up?"

Sima nodded and said: "Yes, if Gu Yong grows up, it will inevitably threaten their status. Naturally, they will not allow such things to happen. As long as they are willing, there will be many martial arts novels that combine with history. Let them make a big fuss. I don’t think they will let us down."

Wolong sighed suddenly after hearing this, and said, "If that Gu Yong is from Xiangjiang, and now we have also published "Yue Nv Sword", do you think we will let him grow up?"

This sudden question from Wolong caused Qingyun, Sima, and Ge Ni to fall into a short silence.

After a while, Qing Yun sighed: "It shouldn't be, alas! We still can't see through this false name after all."

Sima and Ni Ge nodded slightly and did not speak.

Wolong sighed again. Human nature is indeed very complicated. On the one hand, they hope that many outstanding newcomers can emerge to make the world of martial arts more colorful.

But these newcomers have to get their heads out bit by bit, and there can be no possibility of threatening their status.

In other words, you can rise up as a newcomer, and you can shine, but your status and brilliance can never surpass me, even if you have the possibility of surpassing me.

How many people can see through status and fame?

For a while, the atmosphere in this VIP room became solemn again.

However, the dignity at this time is somewhat different from the dignity just now.

...

November 1st, 6 o'clock in the evening.

In the provincial capital, Wuyi Lane where Xiaojianghu Magazine is located is crowded with people.

There are workers sent by bookstores and newsstands to pull goods. They have not cooperated with Xiao Jianghu before, or they haven't cooperated for a long time.

People laughed and didn't deliver goods, they had to honestly send someone over to pull it.

There is no way. Although they feel a little bit shameless by sourcing the goods by themselves, who makes "Laughing Jianghu" so popular? I don't know how many people in the city are waiting to buy it. I can't live with the money.

Of course, there are also some bookstores and newsstands that have been cooperating with them all the time, and if you don’t want to rush to deliver the goods, they also sent workers to bring them by themselves.

In addition to the workers soliciting goods, there are also many martial arts fans nearby who are also staying here at this time.

In addition to having many like-minded friends here, you can chat and discuss, one by one, I also want to see if I can get a copy of "Laughing Jianghu" here.

And what about the inside of Xiaojianghu Magazine?

Now it's the whole staff action to help the issuing department, sorting, warehousing, outgoing, shipping, etc., even the cute girl at the front desk is going to help.

There is no way, now the manpower is too short, increasing manpower has become a top priority now.

The 30,000 copies printed in the first batch have been sold out in the market. At the printing plant, the 50,000 copies printed in the second batch were working overtime, and they are now being shipped to various sales points in the province.

In the provincial city and its surrounding areas, there will be a volume of 30,000 copies, and the remaining 20,000 copies will be shipped to various urban areas under the jurisdiction of Funan Province for sale.

Of course, these 50,000 copies are still far from enough. After the second batch of 50,000 copies, the printing plant started the third batch of printing non-stop.

...

As night fell, the hustle and bustle of the city continued, and the excitement of the Xia Fan Tribe also continued.

"My friends in Funan Province have paid attention. I squatted at the door of Xiaojianghu Magazine for an afternoon today and got an important message. Tomorrow, there will be a new volume of 30,000 copies in the provincial city and surrounding areas. The urban areas under the jurisdiction of Funan Province will have a new volume of 20,000 copies. Friends who want to buy should get up early!"

"30,000 copies, this is too few, it seems that tomorrow I must get up early."

"As long as it is in stock, it doesn't matter if I get up a day earlier. I decided to get up at 5 o'clock tomorrow. Haha! Is there anyone earlier than me?"

"Cut! Five o'clock is nothing, I get up at 4:59."

"I will go to our newsstand downstairs and wait. Hey! No one is earlier than me, right?"

"Oh! I really envy friends from Funan Province! Even if we get up early, it will be out of stock."

"Yes, why do you guys say that Gu Yong should choose to publish in "Laughing Jianghu"? Wouldn't it be better to choose to publish in magazines like "Great Martial Arts" and "Martial Arts"?

"Oh! Who knows? Genius, thinking is always different from ordinary people."

"..."

Of course, some discordant voices must also exist.

"Haha! Have you seen it, the second batch of printing is only 50,000 copies in total. 50,000 copies! It's so funny that I can't even compare the fraction of "Big Jianghu"."

"I want to come to the printing volume of 50,000 copies, which is what Xiaojianghu's greatest ability can do. Alas! Pitiful!"

"Oh! I really don't understand, what good works can be produced in such a printed magazine? I really feel sad for those who look forward to "Laughing Jianghu"!"

"..."

In this case, some people watched it, laughed, and ignored it.

Some people looked at it and shook their heads. They were too lazy to take care of whether it made sense.

Some saw it and felt that it seemed to make sense.

...

(To be continued.)